Adam spotted the possum and whispered for me to go over to him. My first instinct was to smother it with food. I suppose this is how women cultivate their passion for feeding children. I guess somewhere along the line, we equate food with care. According to google, they love bananas and carrots so we gave it some.
After half a banana, it got really courageous and poked its head through the tiny crack of our sliding doors, asking for more food.
But after 2 slices of carrots, it waddled away. I guess it didn't really fancy carrots afterall.